Chapter 728 Casting (Six More)

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Chu Li opened the door and came outside.

Zhou Zifeng rushed to meet him: "Director Chu, how are you?"

Chu Li sighed and shook his head.

"Director Chu, could it be that my father's injury...?" Zhou Zifeng's expression changed.

Chu Li glanced at the crowd and sighed: "The injury of the Duke is different from that of the Second Young Master."

"They're both Asura Palms, so what's the difference?" Zhou Zimo hurriedly said, "For you, Manager Chu, it's a piece of cake, right?"

"Second Young Master, you have won the award." Chu Li shook his head and said with a wry smile: "How can I have such a great ability? It still depends on the cultivation of the person who gave the hand,...the Asura who hurt the Second Young Master and the Asura who hurt the Duke. It is not the same at all, the cultivation base is far apart, and I am far inferior."

"So..." Zhou Ziyu said coldly, "You can't cure it?"

Chu Li shook his head: "Forgive me for my incompetence, gentlemen, I'm really sorry!"

Zhou Zifeng said: "Then there is no other way?"

"Maybe the Duke's cultivation base is so deep that he can slowly suppress Shura Palm." Chu Li said.

Then he sighed again: "Asura Palm gets stronger as it goes to the back, it's like a snowball, everyone should be prepared."

"What preparation?" Zhou Ziyu asked hurriedly.

Chu Li glanced at Zhou Zifeng, smiled wryly and said, "Young master is young, I'm afraid he will bear a heavy burden on his shoulders!"

"Could it be that father...?" Zhou Zifeng hurriedly said, "It can't be so serious!"

Chu Li shook his head and said no more: "Young masters, I am also tired and want to go back and have a rest."

"Thank you, Manager Chu!" Zhou Zifeng hurriedly cupped his fists.

Chu Li said apologetically: "I couldn't help, I'm sorry for the eldest son!"

"This is also my father's order!" Zhou Zifeng shook his head bitterly.

Chu Li clasped his fists at the crowd and strode away.

Zhou Ziyu hummed: "I don't think this guy really wants to help, maybe he can, but he doesn't want to!"

"Third brother!" Zhou Zimo snorted, "Don't say that!"

"Second brother, don't turn to him just because you saved your life, he is not kind!" Zhou Ziyu said.

"If he can really help, why doesn't he help!" Zhou Zimo snorted, "Isn't the favor of our Duke's mansion worth mentioning? What kind of hatred does he have with the Duke's mansion?"

"Who knows." Zhou Ziyu said lightly.

Zhou Mei hurriedly tugged on his sleeve.

Zhou Ziyu curled his lips indifferently, and said no more.

Zhou Zimo glared at him angrily, and slowly turned his head.

Zhou Zifeng said absently: "I'll go in and have a look!"

He opened the door and entered the house.

Everyone outside also stopped.

They all knew that if something happened to the Duke, the elder brother would be the saddest.

The eldest brother has the deepest relationship with his father, and once his father is gone, the eldest brother will have to shoulder the burden of the Duke, which is not an easy task!

Neither of them has the intention of grabbing a seat. The Duke of the State is looking at the scenery, but it is not beneficial at all. It takes a lot of hard work. As the sons of the Duke's Mansion, they understand best that it is most comfortable to be a son, so don't worry. Carefree, happy and carefree.

After a while, Zhou Zifeng raised his voice and said, "Everyone, come in!"

Everyone then entered the bedroom and saw Zhou Yutian with a pale face.

Zhou Yutian's face was haggard and aged several years, and his eyes were dim and gloomy as he glanced at everyone.

After being swept away by his gaze, they all felt a little chilled. These were a pair of despairing eyes.

"Father, is it okay?" Zhou Zimo hurriedly said, "You look very bad."

"Yeah." Zhou Yutian said lightly: "Maybe you have to take a step first, you have to help the elder brother well in the future, don't just think about playing, especially the third son, you should also give some strength to the Duke's mansion!"

"Yes, Dad." Zhou Ziyu nodded.

He was full of reluctance, but he didn't want to go against his father's wishes at this time.

Zhou Yutian said: "You all go, I will be alone for a while."

"Father, let me accompany you." Zhou Zifeng said hastily.

Zhou Yutian shook his head: "No, just do what you should be busy with!"

"What should we do about Jishui City?" Zhou Zifeng said, "People are already in a state of panic, but they are afraid that if word of your injury spreads, father, everyone will be even more afraid that Jishui City will become an empty city!"

"I'll take a look outside." Zhou Yutian said, "Suppress people's hearts for the time being."

Zhou Zimo asked the question that everyone has been avoiding: "Father, if another Asura comes, what shall we do?"

Zhou Yutian looked at him, and said slowly: "I have an old friend in Da Leiyin Temple, the third child, please deliver the letter for me, and ask him to bring the masters of Da Leiyin Temple to help. Asura is the best!"

"Yes." Zhou Ziyu nodded hurriedly.

"Write now!" Zhou Yutian untied the double discs, and with Zhou Zifeng's support, he came down to the case.

Zhou Mei has already researched the ink and put it on plain paper.

Zhou Yutian trembled while holding the pen in his right hand, which made the three brothers Zhou Zifeng feel sad.

Although his father is not tall, but his cultivation base is tyrannical, he has always been a hero, and he has never shown such a weak side.

Zhou Yutian struggled to finish the letter, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he was extremely weak.

He motioned Zhou Mei to pack the letter, and said to Zhou Ziyu, "Third brother, I can't last long, five days, at most five days, you have to deliver the letter within two days, and run day and night!"

"Yes!" Zhou Ziyu said in a deep voice.

Zhou Yutian returned to the couch, panting like a cow, and waved his hands: "Go, you all go, let me be quiet!"

"Yes..." Everyone saluted respectfully, and slowly withdrew.

——

As soon as Zhou Ziyu returned to the small courtyard, he asked Zhou Mei to pack up her luggage and leave. At this critical juncture of the Duke's Mansion, he couldn't care less about Qingqing and me.

Zhou Mei looked at his proud back and sighed faintly.

Not long after Zhou Ziyu left Jishui City, he suddenly met four masters from the sky.

He was later captured, the letter was also searched, and then he was taken to a small courtyard in Jishui City. His acupuncture points were sealed and he couldn't move. He watched the time pass by, one day, two days, three days... until five days.

Although his acupoints were sealed, he was still sober. He knew that the number of people living in this courtyard was slowly increasing, people kept coming, and finally there were thirty, and then no more.

On the night of the fifth day, these thirty masters from the sky sneaked out of the small courtyard and disappeared into the night.

Zhou Ziyu knew that these guys were heading for the Duke's mansion, and despair filled his heart.

Thirty masters from beyond the sky, it is chilling to think about it, the Duke's Mansion is absolutely powerless to fight back.

After they destroyed the Duke's Mansion, they would definitely not allow themselves to live. In the end, they would be companions on the road to Huangquan with the people from the Duke's Mansion, so they were not lonely.

He lived like a year, not knowing when these guys would come back, the moment they came back, it meant that the battle was over, the Duke's Mansion was destroyed, and he had to set foot on the road to hell.

Since the establishment of the Great Ji Dynasty, the Duke's Mansion has never been destroyed, and the Duke's Mansion of Ji State will be the first case!

Thinking of this, he felt angry, hating himself for being lazy and not practicing well in the past, and now he can only helplessly wait for the destruction of the Duke's Mansion, but he can't help at all.

Not only can't help, but it's not helpful, if someone else goes to Da Leiyin Temple, maybe the reinforcements from Da Leiyin Temple have already arrived!

Thinking of this, he almost gritted his teeth.